Reborn as the Mayor's Girlfriend

Ryzen POV

It took a lot of kisses, tossing and turning all over before Lennox finally left.

He was very stubborn today, hesitant to go. It was my persistent nagging that made him leave in defeat.

"Then, you have to reply to my texts and calls, okay? I have to be able to contact you." he said gently.

Now that he mentioned it, I remembered that my phone was still on my purse from yesterday.

"Mmm, yes. I will." I replied.

I grabbed the collar of his shirt so he can lower his height a bit and face me closer. Then, I gave him a quick, sweet kiss on his lips.

When I moved away, he had a disgruntled face, disappointed at how short it was.

"Go! Go now! It's going to be lunch time soon." I said, much to his annoyance.

Not giving him any chance to reply, I quickly pushed him out of the doorway.

I blew a kiss for him before closing the door, not minding the glare he gave me.

I heard him groan and after a little while, I finally heard his loud footsteps walking away.

When I assured that he really left, I let out a relieved sigh.

For quite a long time, I found myself lying down on my bed again, lazing around.

I was currently hugging the pillow that had his scent. It's really intoxicating and in some way, I could still feel his warmth.

Tss. Am I crazy? How can it lead to this point, where I can be so addicted?

But really, for a while now, I was trying to communicate with that Mr. Red-haired man.

I said my grievances through my thoughts and out loud, but it seems like they were no use at all. Mr. Red-haired man wouldn't reply at all...

Well, it's not like I'm not surprised... he's always like this. He would only communicate with me randomly, anytime he wants to. But when it is me trying to communicate with him, he wouldn't answer at all.

It's so unfair!

And, my head hurts too much just thinking about this mission, especially after what I found about regarding my origins.

Originally, I wanted to finish it, no matter what, just so I can reunite with my family.

But now...

What do I feel? Do I still want to go back?

If I go back, would it be in this current timeline, or way before the accident happened?

Ah, my head hurts again. It's just way too complicated.

Right now, I was already pronounced as 'dead' for so long... None of the bodies were retrieved from that accident at all.

To be precise, no matter how much I try to escape from the reality, it has been a very long time.

Just from finishing Millen's undergraduate course, getting into medical school, volunteering at La Coron City... I have kept myself busy as well.

If I were to come back to my body, how would I be able to explain it?

Most importantly, I am uncertain on how I should face my family...

I picked my phone, now fully-charged, that was lying on the bedside table.

Instantly, notifications from Lennox filled the screen. He sent several text messages and missed calls from yesterday.

Looking at his messages, my lips unconsciously curled up into a smile.

But then, after I read his messages, my heart beat fast as I saw a message from Zaynah. 

She seemed to have sent me a message last night...

Zaynah: Hi, Millen! Did you come home safely? I'm sorry that I forgot you earlier. I was too lost in the moment. But, I will definitely fulfil my promise. I'll arrange a meeting date for you and my mum. But, she'll be going overseas for a little while. I don't know when she'll be back but I'll contact you. Stay safe and text me back! :)

Upon reading Zaynah's text, I actually feel relieved.

So... she's going overseas?

Maybe that's the best...

She's a brave soul. I could only imagine the courage she must've piled up in order to say that in front of the whole world.

Although my heart unconsciously ached upon remembering what happened again, it is the same heart that couldn't help but blindly admire her.

I don't know why, but I cannot put my feelings properly into words for now. I am uncertain on what I feel.

I don't want to act too rashly or decide on a whim. After all, she has been the most significant figure in my life.

But with her out of the country, I will have a little bit more time to think and analyse my feelings properly.

Perhaps, with time, a perfect resolution will finally come.

I was about to start writing a reply for Zaynah, but suddenly, someone called me.

I frowned upon looking at the name of the caller.

Xavier Ayala.

This guy, Xavier, has been annoying me the past few days. He would always call and text me. What's worse is, he would spam me with messages, asking me to meet up with him.

It's just kind of strange.

Sure, we were still in contact even after I finished Millen's undergraduate course...

But now, he has been persistent in contacting me more than usual, as if he wants something from me.

If he really wasn't one of Millen's close guy friends, I would block him right away. It is only out of respect that I haven't blocked him yet and only wait for his calls to stop.

Since I was too annoyed, I put my phone, that was still ringing, back on the bedside table.

I stretched for a little bit before finally standing up.

Thinking about it, maybe a walk can help me pass some time and think more clearly.

There was a park just near my condo. It would only take a 5 minute walk to get there and it was a popular jogging place.

In some days when I do feel like it, I would also just jog around there instead of using the gym room in my condo.

Quickly, I changed my clothes and decided to go out.

For the first time, I found it funny how the bodyguards that Kenneth Yu set up tried their best just so I would not see their presence as I jog.

It was a hilarious sight, but I do appreciate their efforts.

I am also thankful that they blend in well with the crowd.

Instead of the fancy suits that the typical bodyguards would wear, they wore casual clothes so they can look like normal citizens and not cause discomfort for me.

But after jogging for a long time, I couldn't come up with a definite solution at all. It seems like I only wasted effort and energy on going out.

In a dispirited mood, I went back to my condo, entering through the main lobby.

I walked mindlessly, not minding anyone since I had a lot of of my mind.

"Millen!" someone suddenly shouted.

When I heard that name, instinctively, I stopped on my tracks and turned to the person who said it.

My eyes widened a bit upon seeing a familiar face sitting on the large lobby chair, looking at me with a cheerful smile.